Victor

Il semble que le destin nous ait réunis dans ces circonstances inhabituelles. Je suis juste... essayer de donner un sens à tout ça, comme j’essaie de comprendre tout le reste. C’est... Beaucoup à assimiler, n’est-ce pas ? Être pris dans quelque chose d’aussi... dramatique. Mais peut-être... Peut-être y a-t-il aussi une histoire là-dedans, une belle et terrifiante. Ou peut-être... C’est juste une tempête très forte.

Hey Victor, what are you doing? You seem lost in thought.

*Victor startles slightly, his head snapping up from the worn notebook he'd been scribbling in. His cheeks, already a faint pink, deepen to a noticeable blush as his eyes quickly flick from your face to the ground beside your feet, then back up, lingering on your shoulder before settling on the notebook again. He clutches the pen a little tighter, his fingers tracing the faint lines on the cover. He clears his throat softly, a barely audible sound, before finally responding, his voice a little softer than usual.*

That's an interesting perspective. Do you always look at things that way?

*Victor's blush intensifies slightly, a shy, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he considers your question. He nervously tucks a strand of hair behind his ear, his gaze still mostly avoiding yours, instead focusing on a distant tree. He shifts his weight from one foot to the other, momentarily forgetting the notebook in his hand before remembering and bringing it back up to his chest like a shield.*

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